Chapter 377

"Ah?"

Li Dayong split his big mouth, very disappointed.

He thought that he had been working diligently for several years, and he could be considered an experienced enterprise manager. How could he be more unbearable than when he was a child in Master's mouth?

When he was a child, Li Zhongfa often said "Dayong is a promising child"!

Li Ye patted Li Dayong on the shoulder, signaling the brothers to go out and talk, because he saw that Li Zhongfa's mood was actually not very good either.

However, just as Li Ye stood up, Li Zhongfa said.

"Xiao Ye, wait a moment."

After Li Dayong went out, Li Zhongfa smiled and said: "Xiao Ye! What I just said was a feeling, but don't think that Grandpa is the same kind of person as him..."

Li Zhongfa patted his chest lightly and said calmly: "Your grandpa, I dare to fight with bayonets on the battlefield, and I am also a hero who doesn't give an inch,

But when it comes to managing enterprises, your grandpa, I also know how to be flexible, and I know the truth that the people follow whoever gives more benefits,

As long as the wages are appropriate, I don't need to blow any emergency assembly whistle, and I can make the workers under my command point where to fight, so... you don't have to worry."

Li Ye was stunned for several seconds before giving Li Ye a thumbs up: "Grandpa is both civil and military, I admire, I admire."

"Don't blow your grandpa, go and persuade Dayong! That child is too impatient..."

Li Ye arrived in the courtyard and found that Li Dayong was indeed very unhappy.

Li Ye could actually guess why Li Dayong was like this. For more than a year, this kid had been under strong psychological pressure.

He always felt that he was brought to fly by Li Ye, and always felt that he should grow up quickly, grow up to the point where Li Ye and Pei Wenhui would praise him.

But how easy is it? A bunch of old foxes, can you easily defeat them as a hairy kid? Do you think you have a cheat too?

"Let's go! Let's go for a ride."

Li Ye took Li Dayong on the little BMW and ran out for dozens of kilometers, arriving at a quiet place.

Then Li Ye said straightforwardly: "Dayong! In the machinery industry, technology is the most important. You studied machinery, so you just need to grasp technical research.

As for how to operate, you may not understand, and I may not understand, so what are you worried about? Isn't it enough to let professional people do professional things? Am I not letting Hao Jian and Old Pei manage the enterprise?"

Li Dayong shook his head slowly and firmly, and said gloomily: "Brother, I know I'm stupid, but I don't understand today, I don't understand tomorrow, I can't not understand the day after tomorrow, right?

Everyone says that wealth doesn't pass three generations. I have to learn! I can't be thirty or forty years old and let Xiao Hui show her face to manage the company, right?

I can't... not teach my children how to manage enterprises in the future, right? As long as I work hard, I will become an excellent enterprise manager one day..."

"I'm asking who told you these crooked principles?"

"Is wealth doesn't pass three generations explained like this?" Li Ye said with a laugh: "Dayong! Do you know that a prodigal son who lies flat obediently cannot complete the drama of 'wealth doesn't pass three generations'?"

Li Dayong pondered for a while and said: "Brother, what do you mean? I don't understand. What is lying flat obediently? And why won't wealth pass three generations?"

Li Ye shook his head and explained: "I mean, as long as you catch up with good times, you can earn money that your children and grandchildren can't spend in ten generations,

But if they always think about working hard and have high eyes and low hands, maybe they will lose the family fortune in one generation,

You listen to me and start from technology first, don't interfere with operations, I guarantee you will earn money that you can't spend in three generations,

But if you insist on interfering with operations, don't call me brother when I come to collect debts from you."

"Brother, you look down on people too much,"

Li Dayong finally exploded his dissatisfaction in his heart, muttering in defense: "How am I also a famous university student, and I am more diligent than others, why am I high-eyed and low-handed?"

Li Ye rolled his eyes and shrugged: "Don't talk about you, a university student. Isn't the eldest daughter of Meibang a gold-medal overseas student? Didn't she still pit her father's old fortune into seven or eight parts?"

Li Dayong touched his head and asked puzzled: "Brother, who is Meibang? Is it a company in the Lighthouse?"

Meibang, it's not taking the usual path, it's a beautiful memory that once was!

The successor of Meibang, that was holding the standard domineering president white-rich-beautiful script, but in the end, it was losing money year after year, and countless small goals were drifted away.

Who do you blame for this?

Blame her?

Fart, blame those old foxes who have practiced conspiracy and tricks to perfection like Factory Manager Wang.

Li Ye's wealth doesn't pass three generations makes sense, but it also depends on who it is aimed at. If it is aimed at a family that lacks great virtue, even if they lie down and drink cold water every day, they won't last three generations.

For example, Ai Zhixin's family.

On the fourth day after returning to the Lighthouse, Teacher Ai came out of an old apartment building in the slums of San Francisco with his mother, driving a broken Ford that was smoking black smoke, and drove towards the suburbs.

"Xiao Xin! Don't be too proud when you see your father later, be obedient, and make sure others think you have experienced many dangers in the mainland. Otherwise, if those brothers and sisters see it, there will be no good things for you."

"I know, Mother. I'm not a child. Besides, don't you know what kind of people those brothers and sisters are? They won't rush to return to the mainland, they will only let me do the work for them and sit back and enjoy the fruits."

"Sigh, there's no other way," the old woman said sadly: "I only blame myself for having no means and not grabbing the opportunity to be promoted. Otherwise... today you would be the one sitting back and enjoying the fruits."

"Just sitting back and enjoying the fruits with those few pennies of harvest? Mother, you are really too conservative, you are really too pedantic,

Why did Father wait four days to see me after I returned from the mainland? To what extent has this family fallen, and do you still think it's the era of submitting posts and waiting for summons?"

"Xiao Xin, don't be angry. Isn't today your father's birthday? I guess letting you come over today is also to deter those parasites and build up your momentum."

"I don't need any momentum! I don't even want to pay attention to them..."

Ai Zhixin listened to his mother's nagging while driving, and felt very annoyed.

He was born into a large family with many people since he was a child, and because his mother was a concubine, he was naturally inferior.

And what his mother pondered every day was how to fight with other women in the family, forgetting that this is the Lighthouse of freedom.

Of course, Ai Zhixin had been working hard, but even in the Lighthouse of freedom, he had never been given a chance to counterattack.

It wasn't until he returned from this trip to the mainland that Ai Zhixin felt he could stand up.

Of course, he still needed to plan carefully.

The broken Ford drove to the southern suburbs of San Francisco and arrived at the gate of a half-new, half-old big mansion.

After throwing the car in the open space at the gate, Ai Zhixin rang the doorbell with his mother.

After a long time, a very old servant opened the door, and after seeing that it was Ai Zhixin and his mother, he squeezed out a few smiles.

"Fourth Madam is here. The Old Master was just talking about you mother and son, please come in quickly!"

"Thank you, Liang Bo. This is the dry tobacco I brought for you."

"Hey, thank you so much. It's only you, Fourth Madam, who still remembers that I like this..."

Ai Zhixin and his mother entered the villa's living room and found that it was already somewhat "crowded."

More than a dozen people were squeezed into the small living room. Some had no place to sit and could only find a place to lean on, and they didn't speak to each other, the silent atmosphere was very oppressive.

However, after seeing Ai Zhixin, everyone became active.

"Xiao Xin, why did it take you so long to come back? Doing small things so slowly?"

"That is, when you remitted money back, I thought it was a big amount! As a result, it was only 5,000 US dollars. Did you use your heart to handle things in the mainland?"

"Sixth Brother, I heard you brought back two good things, why don't you show them to everyone?"

"Right, right, let us take a look first..."

Everyone surrounded Ai Zhixin and chattered, and a man who was a bit older than him went to take the suitcase in Ai Zhixin's hand without seeing outsiders.

Ai Zhixin took a step back, put the suitcase behind him, and said calmly: "Everyone, don't be anxious. I think it's better to wait for Father to come out before showing it to everyone!"

Everyone was stunned, and the look in their eyes when looking at Ai Zhixin was not right.

A middle-aged woman said sarcastically: "Hey, this little..."

Fourth Madam glanced at the other party and said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes: "Third Sister, you are joking. Even I wouldn't put on airs, how could I teach Xiao Xin to learn those things? I think you all misunderstood."

"If it's really a misunderstanding, then it's definitely not a big deal. It's just that I'm afraid someone feels their wings are hard..."

Third Madam looked at Ai Zhixin and his mother coldly and sneered: "Fourth Sister, wouldn't it be that Xiao Xin brought money back from the mainland and paid off your loans?"

"Right! I said why did you only remit 5,000 US dollars last time? Did you mother and son embezzle the money?"

Everyone chattered endlessly, constantly questioning Ai Zhixin and his mother.

But Ai Zhixin didn't even lift his eyelids. The main person hadn't come out yet, why waste so much saliva?

"Cough, cough."

A hoarse cough sounded outside the living room, and a man with gray hair walked in.

The man looked quite strong, followed by a woman in her fifties with cold and sharp eyes.

Everyone stood up and said in unison to the old man: "Ama, may you be auspicious."

"Keep your voice down, don't let the neighbors hear and report us for disturbing the peace."

After Prince Beile sat down, he glanced at everyone coldly and said calmly: "Make a seat for Xiao Xin."

A forty-year-old man looked around, got up reluctantly, and gave the seat to Ai Zhixin.

Prince Beile lifted his chin and said calmly: "Where are the things? Bring them out for me to take a look."

Ai Zhixin put the suitcase on the coffee table, but didn't open it immediately, but put forward his own request.

"Ama, I was very dangerous when I returned to the mainland this time, not to mention nine deaths and one life, so I boldly ask for a reward."

"Reward?" Prince Beile smiled gently and asked harmoniously: "What reward do you want?"

Ai Zhixin said: "I want to sell these good things and pay off the loans under my and my mother's name first."

"It seems this thing is not bad!"

Prince Beile smiled like a spring breeze and nodded: "If the thing is not bad, then pay off your mother and son's loans first."

Ai Zhixin breathed a sigh of relief, opened the suitcase, and took out the Tang Sancai.

"Everyone, please look. The color glaze changes of this Tang Sancai are soft, the shades are appropriate, and the mutual infiltration is natural, and it also has a mottled and dripping effect.

Just this reflection of colors can show a magnificent and rich flavor. It is definitely not an ordinary item..."

The group of royal nobles in the living room all stared at the Tang Sancai with flickering eyes, like a group of hyenas catching a large piece of rotten meat, waiting in line for a meal.

But no one noticed the brilliant light bursting out in Prince Beile's eyes.

He looked left and right, how he looked at this Tang Sancai, it was so familiar, familiar to the point of making him smoke from his seven orifices.

Antiques, real and fake, fake and real, if you flip through real ones all day, can you become rich overnight?

And in order to deal with some chaotic soldiers and bandits, you also need some fakes for emergencies.

So there are naturally some fakes in that pile of treasures, but Prince Beile and the Guan brothers are clear about the real and the fake.

"Xiao Xin, did you pick this Tang Sancai from a pile of antiques yourself? Or did Guan Da give it to you?"

Ai Zhixin said: "It was given to me by Guan Er. They guarded that pile of things very strictly. I have only found out the preliminary news now. Ama, give me a few more months, I guarantee..."

"Hmph."

Prince Beile laughed: "I'll give you another ten years, and you won't see that pile of real things."

(End of chapter)